Tears fell freely down Whitney's cheeks as she ran blindly. Once she got to a bench, she sat and sobbed, her cries piercing the air. Why?! She kept screaming in her mind. Why would Chad do such a thing to me? Whitney hugged herself. I'm having his child. She thought. Suddenly she felt sick. Whitney ran to the nearest bush and threw up. Desperately wanting to go home, Whitney took out her cell and called the apartment.

"Hello?" Theresa answered sleepily.

"Theresa," Whitney said sniffling. "It's me. I need someone to pick me up."

"Where are you at? What's wrong?" Theresa asked suddenly alert.

"Just please have someone pick me up. I'm across the street from the studio where Chad works."

"Okay." Theresa said. "I'll come by." Theresa hung up as she hurriedly got dressed. Little Ethan was already awake and making noises with his lips.

"Good morning, baby." Theresa cooed. "Aren't you a happy camper this morning?"

Little Ethan gave a toothless grin as a small drop of drool appeared at the side of his mouth. Theresa quickly swiped it away and picked Little Ethan up. "Umph." She grunted. "You get heavier by the day." Little Ethan smiled even wider. He played with his mother's hair as she set him down to dress him. "We're going to pick up Aunt Whitney." Theresa said. "I think she's really upset." As if responding to the statement, Little Ethan frowned. A knock at the door distracted him as he bounced up and down. "Stay still." Theresa said. "I don't want you hurting yourself." Little Ethan began to get impatient. His lower lip quivered. "Oh no you don't." Theresa warned.

Ethan came in just as Little Ethan let out a wail. "I knocked but you didn't answer." He told Theresa.

"I know, I was getting Little Ethan dressed." Theresa picked Little Ethan up and tried to placate her child.

"May I?" Ethan asked extending his arms.

Theresa agreed and handed little Ethan over. Ethan paced around and tried his best to calm his godson down. In a matter of minutes, Ethan was able to get Little Ethan's tears to subside.

"He's taken with you." Theresa said in amazement.

Ethan smiled. "Are you going somewhere?" He asked.

"Whitney just called. She wanted me to come pick her up at the studio. She sounded upset."

"Oh?" Ethan asked. "If you want, I'll take Little Ethan with me. I'm going to see Gwen."

"I don't know." Theresa said slowly.

"It's okay, really." Ethan said. "I wouldn't mind."

"Okay," Theresa said. "Thanks a lot Ethan." Theresa gave him a small kiss on the cheek as she hurried out. Ethan felt his cheek and stared after her.

As Theresa rushed through her door, she once again bumped into Fox. They fell on the floor in a heap.

"Ouch!" Fox said rubbing his back. "Ya know, Theresa, one of these days, you're going to have to stop running into me." Fox smirked.

Theresa got up quickly. "Sorry, but I'm in a rush."

"Why?" Fox asked. "Going to see Dylan?" He asked sarcastically.

"No," Theresa said. "Whitney called, she sounded upset and she wanted someone to pick her up."

"What's wrong with Whitney?" Fox asked urgently.

Theresa sighed. "I don't know, but I'd like to find a means of transportation."

"You're in luck. I paid someone to fill up my car with gas. Let's go." Fox grabbed his keys and both he and Theresa headed out. Theresa instructed Fox to head towards the studio where Chad worked. Fox nor Theresa said anything on the way there. Theresa glanced out the window, lost to her own thoughts. Fox sped quickly through the L.A. streets keeping his eyes peeled for the studio building. Theresa and Fox spotted Whitney sitting on a bench. Her eyes were red and puffy from the incessant crying. Theresa ran to her best friend with arms extended. Whitney began sobbing uncontrollably. Her shoulders shook as Theresa tried her best to comfort her friend. Fox stood off to the side wishing it was he who was embracing Whitney. He wanted desperately to hold her and to tell her it was going to be okay.

"Whitney." Theresa said softly. "What happened?"

"Chad." Whitney said between gasps. "He was~ with~ Syd." She wailed.

"What?" Theresa said confused.

"They were together in his office." Whitney paused. "They were having~ I can't even say it!" Whitney cried harder.

"Shhh." Theresa said.

"I can't believe he would sleep with another woman! In his office!" Whitney cried.

Anger boiled inside Fox. He made fists at his sides. He walked off in the direction of the studio."

"Where are you going?" Theresa asked as she looked up

"I'm making Chad pay for hurting the woman I love."

"What?" Whitney said as she looked up.

"Yeah, what exactly do you mean by that?" Chad asked as he walked up them.